Free Verse Poetry

Uncomfortable Comfort

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What were you trying to say to me?

What words were you speaking

with your sharp fingernails trailing

up and down my spine?

You were trying to soothe.

You were trying to make my skin feel like fairy dust, I suppose.

But to me it just felt like

hairy spiders crawling up my back.

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